[Xianjian + Ancient Sword Colleague] Being a master is also a kind of practice

When someone is with you, the time will pass happily.As the night deepened, a light cloud floated from nowhere, covering the jade plate of the sky behind it, and the valley wind gradually increased, filling my ears with whirring sounds, talking and laughing at the top of my throat, ten sentences There are always five or six sentences in the poem that are swept away by the wind.

The handsome young man leaned against the stone wall and slowly stood up, beating his knees while looking up at the sky, a look of disappointment suddenly flashed across his face: "Ah, it's too late!"

"Isn't it good that you don't have to blow the cold wind in the valley after Zishi?" Xuan Zhen smiled and looked at the zenith with him, "Why are you so depressed?"

The young man glanced at him, his face was full of "you are so ignorant", and he muttered: "Isn't it rare to meet such a speculative person after going up the mountain... I was talking happily, but I had to go back, if I go back A little later, that dead ice face will be locked up and down the door..." The words were full of resentment, as if he had been rejected many times.

Xuan Zhen smiled: "I guess it's because I couldn't bear it."

"I didn't sneak out to play every day, but I caught a few summer worms and put them next to his pillow one night..." The young man whispered more and more, but the expression on his face became narrower and narrower, and finally he couldn't hold back. Zhu Ye laughed, stood up straight after a while, stamped his feet, and said to Xuan Zhen, "Okay, I'll go back now, the days will be long, and senior brother will come to play with you!" After waving his hand, he stepped on the grass and walked towards the mouth of the valley.

The rustling sound gradually faded away until it was submerged in the howling wind, Xuan Zhen slowly leaned back on the stone wall, still looking at the sky above his head, the breath of the young man around him gradually dissipated, and he felt the excitement just now It also gradually turned into the tranquility of one person. After a long time, a trace of tranquility came to my heart.

The moonlight is as cool as water, sprinkled in this desolate valley with nothing but the sound of the wind, and seeped into the heart of the young man sitting cross-legged under the moon.Xuan Zhen closed his eyes, behind him was a hard stone wall, beside his ears was the never-ending cold wind, and in his heart was the melancholy churning together with loneliness.

The short-lived joy seemed to go with the boy's departure, and the boredom that had been left behind came back to the front.How should the Qingyu Altar issue be resolved?If I stay in this valley for ten days, will Zixuan who is still in Shouyang feel anxious?

Just as he was thinking, he heard another rustle of grass leaves from far to near, Xuan Zhen didn't open his eyes, but the corners of his mouth slightly turned up, and said, "But what did you forget?"

He only thought that the handsome young man left and returned just now, but he didn't hear anyone reply after a long while, and the rustling sound stopped when he was beside him, and there was only a swish in the world for a while. The cold wind, and the lingering cold breath in the nose.

Xuan Zhen was a little puzzled in his heart, couldn't help but opened his eyes, looked up, and then was startled.

For a moment, the moonlight seemed to be hazy, and the sound of the wind dissipated suddenly, leaving only the bluish-white color in front of him, and the young man standing in the wild grass quietly staring at him.That smear of scarlet red like blood was engraved between the eyebrows, which was even more eye-catching than what he saw half a year ago. Xuan Zhen stared blankly, his eyes moved down quietly, and fell into the eyes that were as sharp as swords and as cold as ice. .

"... Xun Heng." Xuan Zhen murmured.

The call was very light and faint, and it was swept away by the wind in a blink of an eye.But the cold-faced young man seemed to have heard it, the wrinkles between his eyebrows flattened a little, and the coldness around his body was also relieved, and the blue and white robe bathed in a layer of silver light swayed gently, but he stepped forward again. One step, standing in front of Xuan Zhen, leaning forward slightly.

"...What is this?" Xuan Zhen asked blankly, looking at the paper bag that suddenly appeared in front of him and the slender fingers holding it.

"Snacks." The young man said briefly, and added after a while, "Senior Sister Suxin asked me to bring it to you." Seeing that Xuan Zhen just looked at the paper bag and refused to accept it, he frowned slightly, put his hands into his sleeves and let it go. The paper bag fell into his arms.

Xuan Zhen hurriedly took the paper bag in his hand, his nostrils twitched slightly, and indeed he smelled a sweet scent, but Su Xin has always been carefree like a boy, never heard that she has such good cooking skills...

Seeming to see the doubts in Xuan Zhen's heart, Xun Heng's mouth moved slightly, and he said lightly: "Su Yu made it."

Xuan Zhen suddenly realized, put his heart down and smiled and said, "I'll tell you when Su Xin will not make dim sum into coke... Cough, I'll trouble you guys to worry about it." After a while, he doubted, "Then why did you just... "Earlier, that handsome young man kept yelling that he was hungry, which made Xuan Zhen's brain ache. If the pastry had been delivered at that time, his mouth would have been sealed and a lot of trouble would have been saved.

Xun Heng's face remained motionless, but Xuan Zhen clearly saw a hint of a smile from those cold eyes of cold stars.I only heard the clear and light voice of the young man say in the wind: "Bring it over earlier...I'm afraid senior brother won't be able to eat it." The implication was that it was very clear that there was another one jumping around here that was starving to death. Hozen, maybe he deliberately waited until after midnight to come.

Xuan Zhen was stunned for a while, and suddenly a flash of light flashed in his mind, and he blurted out: "So the dead ice face he mentioned is..."

Xun Heng's whole body was suddenly chilled, and his face seemed to be covered with a layer of ice, only to hear him say coldly: "Death, ice, block, face?" There was a bit of gnashing of teeth in his voice.

Xuan Zhen hurriedly suppressed a smile and comforted him: "That... Junior Brother is just joking, you don't have to mind..." Seeing that Xun Heng was still puzzled, he pretended to be nonchalant and turned the subject, "Cough, Xun Heng, you It's been four months since I started, but I don't know what level of practice I have reached?"

After a while, the anger in Xun Heng's eyes gradually dissipated, Fang said slowly: "Xuan Xiao's aptitude is dull, and he only broke through the third stage the day before yesterday."

Xuan Zhen was both surprised and delighted. He had already reached the third stage in just four months after entering the stage. How can such aptitude be dismissed as blunt? He is clearly a rare talent in the sky, and even he had to practice for more than half a year. To break through to this point... Wait, what did he just call himself?

"You...you are Xuan Xiao?" Xuan Zhen was extremely surprised, but at the same time felt that it should be taken for granted.That day when the aura Zaoyu saw Xun Heng, she shone brightly, and she should have thought that this day would come...

"Yes." Xun Heng nodded, stared at Xuan Xiao and said, "The old name of the common family has been discarded along with the old things. From now on, senior brother will only call me Xuan Xiao."

Xuan Zhen nodded, but a trace of melancholy flashed across his heart.All the old things are thrown away...then the encounter in Qinglong Town is also...

Xuan Xiao was originally indifferent, but Xuan Zhen felt depressed at this moment, and the two of them gradually fell silent, only the sound of the wind could be heard in their ears, as if all the wind between heaven and earth had gathered in this valley, swaying wantonly, as awe-inspiring as a knife.The past, clearly only one year has passed so far away, it seems that it has quietly faded away in the wind.

After a long time, the cold-faced young man suddenly said: "If senior brother is fine, Xuan Xiao will leave first."

Xuan Zhen woke up from his thoughts, turned his mind, and hurriedly said: "There is one more thing, please tell me." After a pause, he said a few words about Zixuan, "I have a friend in Shouyang. I'm afraid that I'm anxiously waiting now, but I can't think of going back to the valley for ten days now, and I have to trouble others to escort her back to the hometown. I don't care whether I tell Suyao or Suxin about this, and I must tell them to send the little girl to the In the southern border, it can also teach me to feel at ease."

Xuan Xiao nodded, and didn't answer anymore, turned around and left, the long robe was curved gracefully by the wind, which could pass over the blades of grass, chic and unobstructed, with the sharp and hard outline , handsome facial features, and that cold and indifferent temperament, really like orchids, jade trees, and snow in the distant mountains.

"Junior brother!" Xuan Zhen's heart moved slightly, and he couldn't help shouting again.

Xuan Xiao paused, without turning his head, he said: "What else is there?"

"You... are you underestimating yourself because the master has not given you a sword so far?" Xuan Zhen asked softly, recalling the gloomy look on the eyebrows of the young man when he talked about his incompetence.

"...Last month, Yun Tianqing and I broke through the third level together." Xuan Xiao stood there, still turning his back to him, and said coldly, "Master is very happy, and even if you ask someone to get the famous sword from Jiange 'Seven feet of jade'..."

"Seven feet of jade?" Xuan Zhen was surprised. There are countless swords hidden in the Five Spirits Sword Pavilion, and there are many famous swords, but even so, the seven feet of jade is the best among them. The general's sword is extremely sharp, it is a top-notch sword, I never thought that the master would be so generous, it seems that these two juniors are really favored by him.

But Xuan Xiao didn't seem to be happy at all, and followed up silently for a long time: "...he gave that sword to Yun Tianqing."

Xuan Zhen was stunned for a moment, and immediately understood that Daoist Taiqing might have secretly regarded Xuan Xiao as the Lord of Xihe, so naturally he would not use other swords to match him, but his junior brother didn't know it at all, and returned to Master Dissatisfied with him.That hozen... Yun Tianqing's witty talk and frank nature made him very popular in the Qionghua Sect, while Xun Heng... Xuan Xiao has always been reticent, cold and indifferent. Only then can this idea arise involuntarily.

"Your brother is resentful?" Xuan Zhen asked leisurely.

Xuan Xiao shook his head slightly, and said, "No!" He usually keeps his thoughts in his heart, even to Yun Tianqing, who lives in the same room as a student, which shows how old his old man is now. Senior brother, for some reason, a hint of confiding emotion suddenly arises.After being silent for a long while, I finally couldn't help asking: "Senior brother, since I started, I have been practicing diligently every day and never wanting to fall behind. Why is the master still..."

Unexpectedly, there is such a strong competitive heart hidden under the iceberg-like appearance, that Yun Tianqingyan is both envious of him and unwilling to show weakness, and now it seems that he is the same, just like two children fighting each other.Thinking about it, Xuan Zhen couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth, and smiled slightly: "Do you think you're not as good as Yun Tianqing?"

"How come!" Xuan Xiao said decisively, "This person has an impetuous temperament, and he has a diary of love for his children. Every time he opens his mouth, he talks nonsense..." Speaking of the junior who started together, he suddenly became talkative, Although it was reprimanded in words, it can be seen that he and Yun Tianqing got along very well.

Xuan Zhen endured a smile and said: "If that's the case, why bother?" After a pause, he said seriously, "When we cultivate the Tao, we should first cultivate our minds, and if we have obsessions, how can we cultivate the Tao?"

Xuan Xiao was silent.

"Besides, your aptitude is extraordinary, and the master is full of praise in private. How can you not value you?" Xuan Zhen smiled slightly, "Although the seven-foot jade tool is a good sword, it may not be better than it. Cultivate well, and one day you will get what you want.”